Chapter 1070
2014-12-20
Never underestimate the destructive power of a woman, especially if she is already crazy!After defeating Titus to aid Legion and win a crucial battle. ? The Titus army, which is losing streak, is terrified to find that the already unstoppable Grey Cloth Armed Force seems to be even more insane...
The four sides attack, appear and disappear unpredictably. Frequent lightning raids, once successful, without looking at the results, without cleaning the battlefield, continue to rush forward and chase after the tail... In just a few days, the Grey Cloth Armed Force carried the domineering power that swept thousands of miles like a tiger, and the locusts crossed the border to occupy the next ten Count the towns, swept the Quartet wantonly!
It's not just a matter of speeding up the pace, what's even more terrifying is that this Grey Cloth Armed Force suddenly changed the style of the previous king's teacher and became more bloodthirsty and manic. Once entering the battlefield, as long as there is still an enemy soldier standing in the field, there will be only charging horns and no drumming. Regardless of whether the other party threw away their weapons and surrendered, whether or not the other party knelt down and begged for mercy... The only thing to be greeted was a stab in the head, a slap in the face.
Kill-Kill-Kill-
No loot, no POW, or even rest...kill the red-eyed Grey Cloth Armed Force, like a The heavy-duty war chariot charging at high speed not only crushed the Titus army like crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood, but also forged a bloody road. This side couldn't stop at this moment. The officers conveyed military orders and the soldiers were responsible for killing the enemy. The division of labor was clear. The upper and lower sides formed a battle rope, which was completely controlled by the frosty silhouette above the war chariot. Ruined thinking!
This anomaly is undoubtedly extremely dangerous, not only for the terrified Titus army, but also for the Grey Cloth Armed Force itself. Throughout the millennium war history of the continent. There is no such arrogant army. There are no such crazy tactics.
Just one mistake. With a loss, this high-speed war chariot is in danger of losing control and collapsing.
But the fact is that after half a month, no matter how the Titus generals who saw this plot against the block, they will eventually fall under the rolling wheels one after another, and run over ruthlessly! The frosty silhouette that controls the war chariot is like an emotionless machine. Tireless, error-free, and hopelessly accurate!
This is an unconventional mad battle, and a ruthless revenge from a woman on the verge of madness—
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Just as the Grey Cloth Armed Force set off a bloody storm in the northern hinterland of Titus, on the eastern coastline, our Tang En children's shoes, who watched the tides and ebbs of the sea in January, finally managed to control the inside and outside of the body. Injury, can walk around normally like ordinary people.
This is a miracle worthy of congratulations. You must know that Woodin and Bamutu, who are equally injured, are in bed for a long time, dying; the other is hiding in the dark, licking the wound. Can't see people at all. Not to mention wandering around.
Of course, being able to move around means that Tang En's time away from here is not far off. It's not that I don't want to take a break. After all, his injury is not yet complete, at least his strength has not healed. But Tang En is more aware that he has disappeared for so long, and he doesn't know what the chaos is like outside, especially Joah and Lansa are not easy to explain...
However, before Tang En can find a chance to bid farewell, The little nun was worried about the trouble for half a month, and finally came to the door...
In fact, there was an omen, especially a few days ago in a small town away from this several dozen li, the forces who came to help the temple were arrested overnight. When the clean news came, Tang En had a hunch. It's just that the little nuns are still lucky, thinking that they are not an important place... Well, the key is that this church is too dilapidated, and the incense is not prosperous, maybe that Protestantism doesn't like it?
Unfortunately, what should come will still come...
At noon, Tang En is imitating Old Butler, squinting and reclining on a wicker chair made by himself in the courtyard On, when lazily was basking in the sun and smelling the sea breeze, the little nun hurried in like a fire, screaming,
"Arthur - Arthur - here they come, they come Now—"
"Well? Who's here?" After staying here for so long, Tang En has also become accustomed to the frightened and flustered character of the little nun. He asked casually with an unmoved expression, and opened his eyes helplessly, watching the little nun roaming around the courtyard like a headless fly, looking for something, then her eyes shined, and she went straight to the corner of the courtyard to pick up her cultivation for half a month. With more than enough sticks, he rushed out of the courtyard without looking back like putting out a fire, and the voice came back from afar,
"Those bastards... go away, I'll save Mason uncle... Aiya!" , exclaimed in surprise. Well, it should have been a fall...
Stunned for a while, after realizing who those bastards were referring to, Tang En grinned: "I'm going to save others like this... tsk, I'm really loyal. Shaking his head, he touched the green wicker chair under his hand, "It's a pity, it's a pity that you've already been made cheap by others."
He got up, returned to the house to clean up, and immediately took the wooden door, at a At a moderate pace, I walked towards the main hall in front of the church.
The church is built on a cliff next to the fishing village, and occupies a small area. Usually, as long as it is not a weekend prayer meeting, no one will come up. In this way, when Tang En walked outside the front hall and saw two Knights in light armor guarding the door, the identity of the other party was naturally self-evident.
Before entering, the high-pitched scream that belonged to the little nun first came out from the hall,
"Go, you are not welcome here, let me go now—"
"I don't care what you guys want to do here, if you don't leave, don't blame me for being rude-"
"Cindy, who asked you to come, put down the stick!"
"Siying, it's Siying. Mason uncle, don't be afraid of them...I tell you, I'm so crazy that I'm afraid of myself, don't force me—Aaahhhh—"
"Uh..."
Screams, shouts, mixed with the sound of wooden sticks waving hu hu wind, you don't need to look to know what the chaos in the hall is now.
Looking at the two Protestant Knights beside the door whose eyes were twitching slightly, Tang En pressed his forehead and walked quickly towards the main hall. The two Protestant Knights looked at Tang En and didn't know whether they felt it was unnecessary or didn't care, but they didn't stop Tang En from entering.
Walking into the hall, I saw the little nun guarding the middle-aged man like a little tigress, and the only priest here, Mason, with his eyes closed, the wooden sticks fanned wildly, Howling. The two strangers in plain robes were forced to step back again and again by pressing their palms down.
"Don't get me wrong, Sister Cindy, we're just here to ask a few questions..."
"Cindy, don't fool around..."
"Siying! My name is Siying!!!"
"Uh... well, Sister Siying. Can we put away the sticks first, we have no ill intentions, at least for the time being..."
"Don't listen, don't listen! Go--you just let me go now--"
I've heard a lot of mixed rumors about Protestantism, how can I easily believe it two people. All he wanted to do was to protect Father Mason, who was named uncle behind him, but was actually no different from his father, and to drive away the gang of villains in front of him.
This is of course wishful thinking. Not to mention that the two Puritans in plain-colored robes are not low in strength, they are ordinary adult men, and it is not difficult to control the little nun who is arrogant.
After several unsuccessful attempts to negotiate, one of the middle-aged Puritans brows slightly wrinkle and stretches out his hand to grab the flurry of sticks first. But just when his arm was just raised, a palm suddenly stretched out from behind and pressed lightly on his wrist.
The middle-aged Puritan Suddenly, who was startled and didn't even notice that someone was approaching, turned his head and saw a smiling face appear before him, "Sorry, sorry. This child can't hear anyone calling her Cindy. , I went berserk as soon as I heard it. Hehe, laugh..."
While saying with a smile, he grabbed the flurry of wooden sticks by his side without looking back, "Okay, Cindy. Guest, let’s see what they say first. If you’re not satisfied, it’s not too late to make more moves.”
The wooden stick was restrained, Father Mason hurriedly grabbed his hand from behind the dazed little nun, and Tang En let go of the situation. , the stick was thrown aside.
came back to his senses, the little nun suddenly widened her eyes and pointed at Tang En with inexplicable grief and indignation: "Arthur, you are with them, ouch..."
Bang, grin knocked on the little nun's forehead, "You guys, go get two cups of tea." Covering her forehead, the little nun subconsciously responded, her palm-size face full of grievances.
"This excellency is also the Cleric here?" The middle-aged Puritan, whose wrist was held down before, looked up and down at Tang En, his eyes a little wary.
"Me? I passed by." Tang En smiled and hugged the little nun's shoulders, "but now it's her gang."
......(To be continued ..)